this PLACE

Here.
I am here.
Stones under my feet
Dust between my toes
Sun there
Back
And to the left
Shoulder hot
Sweat to the small of my back
Twist right
Wooden
Ground floor
Step up
Skeleton shack
Graze a post
Sliver
Seems dead
Not
Careful eyes on bottle left open
Brown
Thirst drives
But no
Picture of a stream
Painting
Small and poor
If only
Left here in this barren
Dusk brings the wild
Chest in the corner
Locked
No key
Find a rock from outside
Crack
Bang
Break the wood before the lock
Colt
Loaded
Blue jeans
Shirtless
Shoeless
And a gun
A gun…
And a dream.

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